Honestly, were you sleeping? Reach out, touch me now.nnWhere can I take my dirt filled head?nWhere can I leave my past where no one can see?nI'm at the foot of your cross but I'm a wreck.nI'm stumbling, I can't see straight.nOh will you still love me when I am selfish and I never seem to show you my face?nnI need to ask, what is the name of God on my lips?nIs there something I missed? I'm holding on by my finger tips.nnI should know where to draw the line but sometimes I get dragged in and I can't face the consequence.nnI want to see the world through your eyes, I want to see how hurt you are.nI want to take out my insides and bury the bad in the earth. I'm thinking...nnIs there a stone around my neck? Am I somewhere else instead?nnOh will you still love me when I am selfish and I never seem to show you my face?nnI need to ask, what is the name of God on my lips?nIs there something I missed? I'm holding on by my finger tips.nnI'll sit for hours until I can't think anymore about the world we live in without love, but you're still here.nnIs there a stone around my neck? Am I somewhere else instead?